Tex Winter ft. T Clipse Lyrics

Back and fourth

Back and fourth

I go back and fourth

Back and fourth, round and round

I go back and fourth

Back and fourth

You getting cheddar? Still dropping sweaters?

Y'all still together? Do you remember?

They in my business so I just tell em

So I just tell em

So I just tell em

Yeah

Man they always wondering what I'm doing

They never ask me how I'm doing

It's all good that's what these raps for though

Slid off the block fast heart got smashed

Cop boutta cock back heart stopped fast

Assisting everybody got a heart like Nash

But I can't ask for help my lion heart like glass

Back and fourth

Back and fourth

I go back and fourth

Back and fourth, round and round

I go back and fourth

Back and fourth

Lemme chill for a minute never spill when I'm sipping

Young boy keep his balance, Phil, Mike, and pippen

Ima eat the rich and bring light to the trenches

The world might be ending Ima still write this sentence

The world might be ending Ima still write this sentence

This that triangle offense

Know I'm on a mission

I know they want me in ditches

Some worse than others I know they want me defenseless

And what's his name been missing no point on giving a mention

This ain't nothing new I been penning raps since detention

My life been feeling normal I'm back to sinning and winning

He coulda changed his life but he ain't respond to my message

I don't got regrets I see everything as a lesson

Long live Clipse til I go ima keep em guessing

Back and fourth

Back and fourth

I go back and fourth

Back and fourth, round and round

I go back and fourth

Back and fourth

Traveling beyond the holy gates

I pray my soul is safe

And if it's for the taking Then Lord please forsake me

Mucky water I was swimming in it

It's either baptize me now or I'm forever sinning

Get a hold of yourself you losing faith

I know them demons haunt you it's like they know where you stay

Boy just stand tall Nigga you'll be ok

You know how many times I had to hear that fuckin' phrase

Too many to count I'll leave you with no remains

Take you out to Breakheart and bust out the rusty shovel

Niggas went Brawlhawla now my minds in the rubble

I'm taking one step at a time like young Kris Kringle

Young Kris Kringle

Back and fourth

Back and fourth

I go back and fourth

Back and fourth, round and round

I go back and fourth

Back and fourth

Back and fourth

Back and fourth

I go back and fourth

Back and fourth, round and round

I go back and fourth

Back and fourth